They shall grow not old as we that are left grow old
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them
Lest we forget.
Today we honour our diggers and remember the fallen.
Today we think of those that fought for our freedom (thankyou Grandpa) and who continue to defend it (yeah, and you too Golden Child).
Today we make ANZAC biscuits.
Few few normal sized and a huge mofo pimped out one.
Ommm nomm nomm